It's raining in Lloyd. A gentle rain, a good rain, a steady rain. I've taken the trash and gone to the post office and that's as much as I plan to leave the house for today. I'd love to just get back in bed and read but for my own mental health, I need to do some things in this house.
A tiny bit.
One teeny-tiny bit maybe.
And as always, I'll be "reading" while I do these teeny-tiny things via my earphones. I've been listening to a book by Richard Russo (Bridge of Sighs) for eons, I think. I mean, seriously- I could have lived an entire life while listening to this story about another person's life. I like Russo okay. I saw him speak once at a writer's conference and he was cool but he's not my favorite author by any means even though he did win a Pulitzer Prize. I don't have a favorite author. I am the hummingbird of readers.
Dip and sip.
Do it again.
Russo does tend to write the same book over and over as so many authors do and that's fine. This novel seems to be the grand summing up of all of it. I wonder if it'll be his last book.
It'll probably be the last book by him I'll ever read.
Never say never.
I may never finish this one, not because I'll stop reading it but because it will never end.
There is that.
All right. I obviously don't really have anything to say.
In reality, I have plenty to say but I don't feel like saying any of it.
I'm sure you understand.
Be well and oh yeah! Happy Friday.